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/  The seven eyes of Ningauble the Wizard \
| floated back to his hood as he reported |
| to Fafhrd: "I have seen much, yet       |
| cannot explain all. The Gray Mouser is  |
| exactly twenty-five feet below the      |
| deepest cellar in the palace of         |
| Gilpkerio Kistomerces. Even though      |
| twenty-four parts in twenty-five of him |
| are dead, he is alive.                  |
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| "Now about Lankhmar. She's been         |
| invaded, her walls breached everywhere  |
| and desperate fighting is going on in   |
| the streets, by a fierce host which     |
| out-numbers Lankhamar's inhabitants by  |
| fifty to one -- and equipped with all   |
| modern weapons. Yet you can save the    |
| city."                                  |
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| "How?" demanded Fafhrd.                 |
|                                         |
| Ningauble shrugged. "You're a hero. You |
| should know."                           |
|                                         |
| -- Fritz Leiber, "The Swords of         |
\ Lankhmar"                               /
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